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POKAHUMTAS 



MAID °^ JAMESTOWN 



BY 



ANNE SAN FORD GREEN. 



ILLUSTRATIONS BY 
J. W. FOSTER, HAMPTON, YA. 



THE EXPONENT PRESS, 

CULPEPER, VA. 

1907. 



LIBRARY of CONGRESS 
Two Copies Received 
MAY 29 190/ 

rt Copyright Entry 

CLASS o xxc, Ne. 

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COPY b. 



Copyright, 1907, 

By Raleigh T. Green. 

Culpeper. Va. 



ILLUSTRATIONS. 



1. Frontispiece— "The Farewell Supper." 

2. Coat of Arms of Captain John Smith. Pages 10-11. 

3. The Rescue of Captain John Smith. Pages 16-17. 

4. Pokahuntas Brings Food to the Colony. Pages 22-23. 

5. Parting Between Captain Smith and Pokahuntas— 

Pages 40-41. 

6. Pokahuntas Reproaches Powhatan. Pages 64-65. 

7. Marriage of Pokahuntas and Mr. Rolfe. Pages 72-7 3. 

8. Under the Trysting Tree. Pages 76-77. 

9. Their Home at Farmingdale. Pages 80-81. 

10. At the Globe Theatre in London. Pages 94-95. 

11. Death of Pokahuntas. Pages 118-119. 



INTRODUCTORY. 

TDokahuntas was the first woman, 
in America, to render signal 
service to the Colonists. 

She has long been a theme for 
tongue and pen. 

History, which tells the pathetic 
story of this beautiful Indian girl, 
is confirmed by traditional lore. 

As a princess, she was the be- <^$ 
loved and favored daughter of the 
great and powerful Indian Empe- 
ror, Powhatan, whose possessions ||| 
embraced mountains, hills, valleys 
and seacoast on the American con- 
tinent. 

Powhatan was one of nature's 
noblemen, and, with high inspira- 



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tion, he maintained the dignity of a 
great Indian chieftain, but was 
ever jealous, and wary, to guard 
his domains from the encroach- 
ments of the English settlers, whom 
he looked upon as usurpers. 

"My Lady Pokahuntas," which 
was published early in the seven- 
teenth century, furnishes the data 
for a most interesting love story, 
that of Captain John Smith and 
Pokahuntas. 

Annas Todkill, the author of 
"My Lady Pokahuntas, ' ' is regard- 
ed by some as none other than 
Captain John Smith himself, the 
name having been thought to be a 
nom-de-plume, assumed by Cap- 
tain Smith, for reasons best known, 
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Therefore, there have been many 
people who have regarded Captain 
Smith as the veritable author of 
"My Lady Pokahuntas. " 

Tradition, to a large extent, is 
borne out by facts from the records 
of Northumberland and Stafford 
counties, Virginia. 

From the records of Stafford 
county, it is learned that Francis 
Dade, the first, of that name, to 
settle in Virginia, was also known 
as "Major John Smith." 

Tradition and history both lead 
one to the conclusion that this 
Francis Dade, or "Major John 
Smith, " was, in fact, our Captain 
John Smith, who assumed the 
name of Dade when he returned 
to Virginia. 






This Francis Dade, or "Major 
John Smith," married the widow 
of a Major Andrew Gibson, a mer- 
chant. Her maiden name is un- 
known. 

Francis Dade was alive, and 
purchased lands in 1654, to the 
extent of fifteen hundred acres, ad- 
joining the Townsend patent, the 
date of the latter being 1650. 

Dade died in 1662. 

His will is recorded in Northum- 
berland county, Virginia. ||| 

He left one son who always bore ||| 
the name of Francis Dade. 

This son died in 1698. His 
will is also recorded in Northum- 
berland county. 

This son of Francis Dade, or 
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Ill heiress, the daughter of Colonel 
Townsend, and left four sons. 

The mother of Colonel Town- 
H! send was a Glassthorn, of North- 
umberland county. 

His wife was Mary A. Lang- 
home. 

A daughter of Colonel Town- 
send married a John Washington. 

The Hooes and the Joneses, the 
Dades, the Alexanders, and the 
Massiesare all descendants of this 
Francis Dade, or "Major John 
Smith." 

One of the Massies was named 
JH Sigismund. 

Langhorne Dade graduated at 
the college of William and Mary 
in 1811. 

The foregoing facts are taken 



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from the records of Stafford and 
Northumberland counties. 

The widow of "Major John 
Smith, " was the relict of Andrew 
Gibson first, and bore the chris- 
tian name of Bethlehem. 

We give these facts as a pro- 
logue to the story of Pokahuntas 
and Captain John Smith, in order 
that reliable records may be called 
upon to verify the facts upon which 
we rest the authenticity of the his- 
torical portion of our story. We 
have expended great pains, and 
much time and thought, to demon- 
strate that the whole story of Po- 
kahuntas and John Smith was 
mainly true, and not mythological, 
and unfit to be told, as some Vir- 



ginia historians have been at pains 
to prove. 

But really, that it was true that 
Captain John Smith loved the In- 
dian maiden, and that he was the 
one love of her life. 

Also that our hero did return 
to Virginia, but not as Captain 
John Smith. 

Annas Todkill begins his story 
by calling himself a Pilgrim and a 
Puritan, and professing himself 
to be a great admirer, and follow- 
er, of Captain John Smith, whose 
motive in coming to Virginia, he 
says, was not for plunder and 
profit, but to Christainize and con- 
vert the "Red Men of America. " 

Todkill says he first knew Cap- 
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war against the heathen Turk, and 
that it was during those campaigns 
that they became so intimately ac- 
quainted. 

It was then that Smith, for his 
gallant and valorous services, was 
knighted by the Duke Sigismund, 
for, in single handed combat, he slew 
three barbaric Turks. 

Todkill tells of the leave taking, 
of himself and Smith, prior to their 
departure from London for Virgin- 
ia, of their old friends and com- 
panions, Shakespeare, Bacon, Ben 
Jonson, and other great lights of 
that bright and intellectual period 
of England, and most entertainingly 
recites events that transpired on 
the eve of their sailing from "Mer- 
rie Old England. " He describes 



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a farewell supper at "The Mer- 
maid/' a famous hostelry of that 
day, and their adjournment to the 
"Globe" theatre. This was at a 
time when Shakespeare was at the 
zenith of his career. 

His brilliant genius was then 
conceiving, appreciating, and por- 
traying humanity in every phase 
and form, building for himself an 
imperishable monument in sculp- 
tural literature, whose forms show 
a basic strength, more enduring 
than marble, or iron. 

Yes, Shakespeare had a contem- 
porary and close friend in Cap- 
tain John Smith. 

They held communion in after 
years, though the seas divided 
them, as this story will prove. 



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Captain Smith was a self made 
man, and it was this class of men 
whom the great bard loved to re- 
cognize, help, and have companion- 
ship with. 

Todkill says that, though he was 
a Puritan, and a Pilgrim, he could 
not resist the fascination of "sweet 
Will Shakespeare/' as he calls 
him, and gives this as his main 
excuse for frequenting the "Globe" 
theatre. 

When Captain Smith and his lit- 
tle company started for Virginia, 
Shakespeare, Bacon, and Ben 
Jonson went down with the party 
to the vessel, and gave them their 
God-speed and best wishes. 

Captain Smith and his party 
landed at Jamestown, near to the 



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mouth of the York river, and there 
founded the first Virginia Colony, 
just thirteen years before the land- 
ing of the Pilgrims on Plymouth 
Rock. 

Sir Richard Greville had previ- 
ously founded a settlement at 
Roanoke, and while it existed there 
was born, upon American soil, the 
first English child, Virginia Dare. 

The land first sighted by Smith 
was Old Point Comfort, though he 
selected the site of Jamestown as 
a landing, which he called for 
King James, then ruler of En- 
gland. 

It was the summer of 1607. 
The colonists endured great hard- 
ships, almost to the point of star- 
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Captain Smith was not in com- 
mand of the expedition. But, his 
courage, talent, and self reliance 
rallied around him men, who fol- 
lowed him as a leading spirit, and in 
whom they placed unlimited confi- 
dence. 

Smith was rashly brave, but 
ever alive to responsibility and 
duty. 

He despised the selfish laggard, 
and his advice and example were 
enthusing and most useful to the 
Colonists. 

The people grew sick; miasmic 
fever became prevalent, and there 
were few left to do service, as 
guards, to protect the heroic little 
band from the attacks of the sav- 
ages. 

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The Indians possessed a bounti- 
ful store of supplies, but they fear- 
ed and hated the white faces, and 
suspecting them all the while, re- 
fused to supply them with the much 
needed necessaries of life. 

Smith, with his matchless cour- 
age, soon devised the ways and 
means to procure sustenance for 
the starving Colonists. Otherwise, 
it seems certain that the James- 
town band would have met with 
the fate that overwhelmed the 
Roanoke colony. 

Captain Smith determined to 
go upon an expedition up the Chick- 
ahominy river, where he was cap- 
tured by Powhatan's warriors, 
who bound him to a tree with the 
intention of shooting him to death 
with poisoned arrows. 



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CHAPTER ONE. 



YAfith his versatile expediency, 
Captain Smith bethought him- 
self of an ivory dial, which he al- 
ways carried with him as a pocket 
piece. 



He exhibited this to his captors, 3| 
and so pleased and delighted were 









they with the trinket, that they re- J|| 
leased him from his perilous pre- 4S 
dicament, and bore him to King §fi 
Powhatan's royal abode, to have 
him disposed of according to the 
Emperor's decree. 

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The Emperor looked sour and 
angry. After a few brief ques- 
tions, he ordered a large stone to 
be brought. 

Smith's hands and feet were 
bound, and his head placed upon 
the stone. 

The appointed executioneer stood 
over him with uplifted club, with 
which at the word of the cruel Indian 
chieftain, he was to crush out the 
life of the unhappy prisoner. 

This was the mode of execution 
in vogue among the Indians of that 
period. 

But, an ever ruling Providence 
brought rescue to this gallant sol- 
dier in the form of the beautiful 
and good Princess, Pokahuntas, 
Powhatan 's favorite daughter, who 



threw herself upon the stone, and, 
taking Smith's head in her hands, 
besought her father to spare the 
white man 's life. 

Powhatan rests his head upon 
his hands, and muses long and in- 
tently. 

Then, raising his powerful and 
brawny red arm, he stays the club. 

Pokahuntas clasps Smith in her 
arms and murmurs: " Your life is 
saved." 

Smith inquires as to her name, 
which she gives as Pokahuntas 
Amonate Matoaka, the last name 
not being given, according to the 
Indian custom, which held it back 
for fear that an evil spell might be 
cast upon the holder. 

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friendly, and invited Smith to re- 
main at his home, to make toys 
for, and amuse his favorite child, 
Pokahuntas, who was then only 
thirteen years of age. 

Thus was given to these two, who 
were destined to become lovers, an 
opportunity of which they were not 
slow to avail themselves. 

These incidents were afterwards 
described, by Smith, in glowing 
words of love for, and gratitude 
to, the young Indian girl, who had 
rescued him from a terrible death. 

"Todkill" says Smith, "I love 
her as my life. But, what time 
have I for such pastime? I am a 
man of work. I cannot think of 
love. I must return to take up my 
burden of duty and responsibility. ' ' 




Nevertheless, he could not brook 
absence from her, and when she ||| 
would appear before him, decked 
out in pigeons' breasts and prin- 
cess' feathers, he was forced to ad- 
mit his admiration and to exclaim: 

"Was ever a fallow deer more 
graceful and tender than this young 
fawn?" 

Her dress modestly high upon 
her shoulders, and around her 
neck, her soft black hair encircling 
her lovely face, she presented a 
picture that fast grew upon 
Smith y s mind and heart. 

The Indian maiden 's interest in 
the white man increased daily, and 
after he returned to the settlement, 
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was two miles wide, in a canoe. 

Nantaquas, the brother of Pok- 
ahuntas, was sympathetic, and 
kind to his sister, being always 
ready to lend a helping hand when- 
ever she went on her expeditions 
to tryst with the Captain. For 
Smith had become the absorbing, 
passionate love of her life. 

But, the poor Indian maiden lit- 
tle knew the machinations of those, 
who were endeavoring to destroy 
Smith, and drive him away from 
the scene of his usefulness, nor 
thai she was soon to be most cru- 
elly separated from him. 

Her destiny was to be other than 
what she and Smith wished so ar- 
dently, or hoped, to have it. 



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Smith said to his confidential 
friend many things he was too pru- 
dent to say to her. 

"These dusky maidens are of 
earlier bud and bloom than our 
English lassies/' he said to Tod- 
kill. And then: 

"Todkill, you should have seen 
me making those toys, and her 
slim graceful arms reaching out 
to take the trinkets, as I fashioned 
them/' 

' 'So you love her. Do you not? ' ' 
asked Todkill, of Smith. The 
latter, laughing and coloring up, 
said: 

"What time have I to love or 
marry any woman ° Poor soldier 
that I am. " 

"To marry this dusky maiden, " 



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replied Todkill, "would be a 
deadly sin. You, a christian. " 

"A sin?" queried Smith sol- 
emnly. A 

"Yes. A heathen woman, who 
belongs to a cursed generation. " 

The Captain was silent; musing 
to himself. Finally, he replied: 

"Set your mind at ease, Annas. 
She is such a child. She cannot 
come to me, and I shall see her 
no more." 

Then turning his head, his face 
became all aglow at the sudden 
and familiar noise and movement 
of grass and bushes. Then to 
Todkill. 

"She is here now, with her wild 
train, who bring food for our hun- 
gry." 



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"The angel!" exclaims Tod kill, 
looking at Smith, whose eyes are 
beaming with a pleasure that he 
could not disguise. 

The Captain meets her, taking 
both of her hands in his. She, 
looking straight into his eyes{as if 
to read him, in askance at his long 
continued absence. ^ 

But, she speaks nq wprd, and, 
with her train, stays until noon. 

In speaking of this scene, Tod- 
kill says: "As she and \ Smith 
parted hands, which they had 
joined together, I could not tell 
whether, or not, the Christian man 
loved the heathen girl. But I 
could see that she loved him, and, 
Puritan pilgrim that I am, I could 
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who were perishing for food, at 
the hands of this beautiful and 
good Indian Princess. 

Afterwards, Captain Smith, in 
reporting the incident to the Queen, 
said: "But for Pokahuntas, the Col- 
ony would have perished. " 

Pokahuntas fed them until a sail 
hove in sight upon the broad 
waters of the mighty Chesapeake. 

In command of the relief expe- 
dition was Captain Newport, who 
had ever been the enemy of Smith, 
continually reporting to the Vir- 
ginia Company, in London, all the 
mishaps and misfortunes of the 
Jamestown Colony, and seeking 
to make the impression that every- 
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Smith 's bad management, and al- 
leged interference with the direc- 
tion of the affairs of the Colony. 

Pokahuntas, from her associa- 
tion and contact with the whites, 
soon learned to understand and 
speak the English language. 

From Todkill it is learned that 
"their love making progressed. " 

The only drawbacks were the 
increasing cares that fell to the 
Captain's lot. 

Men began to grow dissatisfied, 
and to divide into factions. Those 
who were unfriendly to Smith were 
busily engaged in sowing seeds of 
discord and discontent, and it was 
all that he could do to prevent 
mutiny. 

Newport, before he returned to 

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England, did all in his power to 
encourage this discontent. 

Radcliff, the president of the 
Colony, was selfish, and unmind- 
ful of the heroic efforts of the 
people, who, finally, indignantly 
deposed him, and chose Smith as ||| 
their president. 

Thus were Newport and Rad- 
cliff prompted to conspire to de- 
prive the Captain of the favor of 
the London Company. 

All this eventually impelled Cap- 
tain Smith to renounce the whole 
thing and withdraw from the 
Jamestown Colony. 



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CHAPTER TWO. 



YKJhen an order came from King 
James that Powhatan should 
be crowned Emperor, the latter 
was sent for to come to James- 
town for the coronation ceremony. 

This he flatly refused to do, con- 
sidering it beneath his dignity to 
go to them. The Colonists went 
to him. 

He, recliningupon a bed of mats, 
received them with scant cordiality. 

At his head sat a handsome 
squaw. Surrounding him were 
his warriors and wives. 

He said: "This is my land. " 

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King James to Powhatan. 

The latter at first refused to ac- 
cept and wear the cloak, but later 
yielded. 

And when the moment for his 
coronation arrived, Powhatan de- 
clined to bend his knee to receive 
the crown upon his head. 

After much persuasion he ac- 
ceded and was crowned Emperor. 

When a volley of guns was fired 
in his honor, thinking that he had 
been entrapped, he rushed for his 
hatchet. 

But, when convinced that it had 
been done in his honor, and did 
not mean war, he spoke kindly to 
Newport, giving the latter his old 
moccasins, and his raccoon robe, 



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which he desired to be carried to 
King James as a present from 
him. 

But, his distrust of the whites 
was continual, and his desire to de- 
stroy them perpetual. 

Upon one occasion he sent plat- 
ters of venison and bread to the 
Colony. Before it could be par- 
taken of, Pokahuntas appeared 
upon the scene with the warning 
that the food was poisoned. 

Whereupon, said Smith to Tod- 
kill: "What think you of her, 
now, Annas? Is she not our 
guardian angel? Know you any 
Court lady who would have risked 
and suffered as much to serve her 
friends? It is thus that God 



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watches over us, and sends the 
little Princess to our rescue. " 

Smith, having many onerous 
duties devolving upon him, left Tod- 
kill within the Indian limits. 

He was speedily captured and 
taken before Powhatan, who sen- 
tenced him to die. Again, Poka- 
huntas intercedes and stays the 
death dealing club. His life is 
spared, but he is imprisoned. 

Pokahuntas clandestinely goes 
to Todkill in prison to apprise him 
Us of the fact that her father's change- 
able mood has really given him 
JH only one day's respite. 

She begs him to escape, offer- 
ing to guide him beyond danger. 

Nantaquas, her brother, again 
renders valuable aid to Pokahun- 



tas, and together they contrive to 
get Todkill free and beyond dan- 
ger, themselves giving the alarm 
that the prisoner had escaped. 

In parting with Todkill, the 
Princess said: " When you see him 
who calls me child, ask why he 
comes here to make war upon my 
father, who loves him, but will be 
J|g compelled to destroy him. '' 

Is it any wonder that the Puri- 
tan Todkill began to feel that his 
prejudice against the heathen was 
passing away? 

He, also, began to love her with 
adoration and reverence, regard- 
ing her as a superior being, and 
as God's chosen instrument to 
bring succor to the Colonists. 

They began to call her Saint 



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Pokahuntas, for all through the 
weary famishing winter, this 
maiden came back and forth, to 
bring food and hope to the needy 
and disappointed Colonists. 










CHAPTER THREE. 



r^aptain Smith came to America 
to find a home for those suffer- 
ing from religious persecution in 
England, and he was exceedingly 
conscientious in doing all in his 
power to this end. 

But, there were with him many, 
who came with no other motive 
than one for plunder and profit, 
and this fact constituted a great 
deal of the difficulty that seriously 
handicapped his purpose. 

His self control was great, but 
his work was continually hindered 
by Newport and Radcliff who 
were constantly sending slan- 
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forced the laggards to work. He 
was reported to be not on friendly 
terms with the Indians, when, as 
a matter of fact, he enjoyed the 
most cordial relations with Em- 
peror Powhatan, and was able to 
influence the latter to a far greater 
extent than was any one else. 

However, these continued 
charges made his heart sick with 
discouragement, and he finally re- 
solved to leave Virginia. 

When in this state of mind he 
would often wander, in solitude, 
among the wild woods. 

The Indian girl, seeing him thus 
distressed, would come upon him 
unannounced, and placing her 
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uttered sympathy from her great 
dark eyes. 

It was in the spring time when 
her season 's dress was woven of 
grass cloth, instead of feathers 
and furs. Its color was green. 
Made close to the throat, coral 
bracelets upon her arms, and the 
ever nodding Princess feather in 
her luxuriantly dark hair. 

When she came to Smith thus, 
he would turn and warmly greet 
her, and the two wander along 
together, speaking low. 

And as Tod kill says: " When the 
Captain returned, his face would 
be all aglow, and Pokahuntas look- 
ing sad and tearful. " 

Consequently, Todkill begun to 



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believe that his friend was really 
serious. 

Smith, returning from one of 
these strolls, so impressed his 
friend that he remarked: "I know 
now that the Captain loves her, and 
that she loves him. Yes, I know 
it by the splendid glow upon his 
face, and the tearful look in the 
fawn's eyes." 



CHAPTER FOUR. 

A t last comes the return of the 
ship which had borne Radcliff 
and Newport, the arch enemies of 
Smith, to England. 

And soon was seen the fruit of 
their machinations, and their slan- 
derous tales of Smith's alleged 
mismanagement. 

Captain Smith has been called 
a trifler because he resigned his 
post on account of this unjust treat- 
ment at the hands of his personal 
enemies. 

Having to leave the Indian maid- 
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the deepest sorrow he had yet suf- 
fered. But, it seemed to be inev- 
itable fate that Pokahuntas, in the 
end, was to be the sacrifice to 
man's ambitions and worldly 
plans. 

Captain Argall, another of those 
unfriendly to Smith, came over to 
succeed Newport, and Smith de- 
termined to leave Virginia and 
Pokahuntas. 

He immediately made prepara- 
tion to leave on the next England 
bound vessel. 

The Captain suffered much 
mental agony by reason of the in- 
justice done him by the Virginia 
Company, who, he thought, should 
have stood by him in his troubles. 

His indignation was great, and 



yet mingled with sorrow over the 
breaking of ties dearer to him than 
he was willing to admit to himself, 
or to any one else. 

This new authority, of Ar gall, 
placed over him, without knowl- 
edge, or consultation, upon his 
part, by the Company he had serv- 
ed so faithfully, was a staggering 
blow to him. 

Displacing him without so much 
as acquainting him with the fact 
that such a matter was being con- 
sidered, was more than he could 
bear. 

The Colonists were in a wild 
state of disorder over the news. 
In the interval previous to his de- 
parture, he was in a veritable tu- 
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While on board a boat a bag of 
gunpowder exploded, with terrible 
consequences. A mong the wound- 
ed was Captain Smith, who suf- 
fered great agony from his wounds. 

But so determined was he to 
leave Virginia at once, he had him- 
self carried on board the vessel, 
which was to depart on the follow- 
ing day. 

Pokahuntas, hearing of the ac- 
cident, and of Smith's decision to 
leave, determined to see him. 

She came to the Fort where the 
Captain was first taken, but was 
not admitted to his presence, he 
not even being told of her visit. 

She went away, sobbing, and 
crying: "God/ God! Godl" 

Todkill, when he heard her cry- 



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that she had been christianized by 
Captain Smith. 

It was in the month of Septem- 
ber. Pokahuntas came again, 
wrapped in a robe of furs. 

She went aboard the departing 
ship to take her leave of the Cap- 
tian, her heart aching, and her 
eyes streaming with tears. 

Going to Smith's couch, she 
knelt down, and taking his thin 
hand in hers, she pressed it to her 
cheek. 

The Captain 's face flushed, and 
Todkill withdrew to leave them 
alone. They spent nearly an hour 
together. 

When the signal to weigh anchor 
was given, Todkill went in and 



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found Pokahuntas with her arms 
clasped around Smith. 

Todkill could never forget the 
scene. His head was upon her 
shoulder, and he was as pale as 
death, and when, at last, the time 
came for the final farewell, their 
fg lips met in one long greeting, which 
parted these true loving hearts 
forever. 

Then the maiden, heaving a 
great final sob, buries her face in 
her robe, and is lead from the ship 
that holds all that is dear to her 
simple loving heart. 

Todkill says: "I then took leave 
of the Captain myself. Our great 
leader! Who was ever guided by 
truth and justice, and never called 
upon his men to go where he did 
not lead." 



CHAPTER FIVE. 



^Todkill gives a gloomy account 
of Jamestown after the de- 
parture of Captain John Smith. 
He says that immediately following 
Smith's departure came "blows 
and bloodshed/' 

Pokahuntas came no more to 
the settlement, bringing her train, 
laden with osier baskets, filled 
with food for the Colonists. Every 
one asked about her, and wonder- 
ed what had become of their guard- 
ian angel, St. Pokahuntas. To 
see her again the reader will have 
to go to her. 

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Radcliff was a crafty, cruel 
man, wholly ignorant of the good 
effects of Smith's kindly dealing 
with the Indians. 

When the Colony was on the 
verge of starvation, he demanded 
of Powhatan, in an insolent and 
haughty manner, a store of sup- 
plies and provisions, to which the 
latter paid but scant attention. 

Radcliff then notified Powhatan 
that he would send a body of men 
to procure the necessary supplies. 
Powhatan apparently acceded, but 
stipulated that arms should be 
left behind. 

To this Radcliff agreed. Tod- 
kill says: "I go with him on his 
expedition, but I carry my knife in 
my bosom. " 



4.3 



fMmwww 

At dawn, Rad cliff, with his pick- 
ed body of men, marches to the 
York River, and falls into an am- 
bush that Powhatan had laid, in 
which affair many of the Colonists 
lost their lives. 

Captain Smith would never have 
been deceived by this ruse of Pow- 
hatan. A 11 shared in this opinion, 
and many were the murmuringsof 
discontent with Radcliffs leader- 
ship. 

At the massacre the Indian Em- 
peror spared the life of a youth 
named S pi I man. Todkillalso 
passed through the ordeal unin- 
jured, and afterwards met the 
lonely Pokahuntas. 

She looked at him with her sor- 
rowful eyes, saying: "Will he 



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come back some day? All is 
heavy here, and I would like to go 
hence." 

At Jamestown, the people were 
heaping curses upon the head of 
the cruel Radcliff, saying that he 
had driven away Captain Smith, 
who, they felt, was the only man 
that could save them from starva- 
tion and death. 

Now commenced an awful time 
for the people at Jamestown. Dur- 
ing the course of the winter, 
hunger, want and disease reduced 
their number from five hundred to 
sixty, counting women and child- 
ren. For a number of months 
their subsistence had been com- 
posed chiefly of dried grass and 
roots. 





Spring and summer, with their 
warm sunshine and bursting buds, 
found the Colony in a sorry plight. 
The people sat around in listless 
and mournful groups, talking of, 
and longing for their England 
homes. 

In such a mood of loneliness and 
sadness the pitiful remnant were 
all huddled upon the palisade, when 
a cry goes up: "A sail is in sight. " 
Then is seen another, making a 
fleet of two vessels, "The Sea 
Venture/ 7 and "The Patience/' 
commanded by Sir George 
Somers and Sir Thomas Gates. 

The people gathered around. 
Imagine their joy and surprise. 
And the dismay of the comman- 
ders to find only this remnant of the 



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Virginia Colony, and in such dis- 
tress and want. 

All begged for food, and the 
women pleaded to go home. Ad- 
miral Somers put his hand to his 
head, in distress over the spec- 
tacle. From his heart he pitied 
them. 

The men who had succeeded in 
driving Captain Smith away, had 
by their bad management, well- 
nigh destroyed the Colony. 

They began to realize the mis- 
take they had made in their treat- 
ment of Smith; but it was too late, 
for he was beyond recall. 

Pood was given to all. The Ad- 
miral comforts them, and says 
they shall go back if they wish. 

The women and children pre- 



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pare to leave, and the poor half 
starved creatures crowd the decks 
of the two vessels in their eager- 
ness to escape from the scene of 
their misery. 

But God, in his ever wise prov- 
idence, did not permit them to 
leave his work undone, nor his 
anchorage for Christ in the New 
World riven, nor the fair land of 
Columbia turned over to savagery. 

After a beating of drums, and 
all are on board, a farewell salute 
is fired to Jamestown, the anchors 
are weighed, and the homeward 
bound journey begins. But when 
they reach Mulberry Isle, a swift 
barge, flying the English pennon, 
is sighted. 



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// is Lord de la Ware, with more 
ships and supplies. 

Orders are given to return to 
Jamestown. In view of these reviv- 
ing conditions the people consent 

to remain. 
Lord de la Ware lands, and, 

kneeling upon the earth, thanks 

God he has come in time to save 

the Virginia Colony. 



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CHAPTER SIX. 



Amid the joyous beating of 
drums the church is opened 
again for service. The people 
prostrate themselves before God's 
throne, returning thanks for suc- 
cor, and pray for his guidance 
and protection. 

Annas Tod kill says: "I set out 
to write the history of My Lady 
Pokahuntas, but I cannot forbear 
from praising the brave men who 
saved the Virginia Colony, namely; 
Lord de la Ware, Admiral Som- 
ers, and Sir Thomas Gates. " 

He further remarks: "That 



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their religion irkethed him much, 
with its flummeries, flowers and 
relics. But this religion is better 
than none. 11 

Yet, it did not prevent the prac- 
tice of much intolerance and tyran- 
ny over the Colonists. 

Argall, Smith's bitter enemy, 
remains in power. He was com- 
missioned by Sir Thomas Dale to 
capture the Indian King's daugh- 
ter, Pokahuntas. 

He carries out the order and 
brings her to Jamestown. She 
had not been there since Smith's 
departure. Never was there a 
sadder face than hers when she 
arrived at the fort and stepped 
across the threshold. 

Her beauty had increased, and 



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her bearing was majestic. She 
looked neither to the right or left, 
but, with stately tread, passed 
through the crowd who came 
to see her, calling her their 
"guardian angel." 

She had become a princess in- 
deed. She was held as a hostage. 
Todkill attaches himself to her at 
once. To wait upon and to watch 
over her. A nd to guard her from 
danger as a loving father. An 
English maid is provided for her. 
Her greatest delight seemed to be 
in talking to Todkill about Smith. 

When the report of his death 
comes, she and Annas weep to- 
gether. 

But, time, the great pacificator 
of human woes, especially with the 













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young, gifted, beautiful, and ad- 
mired, dealt with her kindly. 

Life is sweet to the young, and 
the sun of hope is ever for them. 

It could not be expected that the 
beautiful maiden would remain 
impervious to the love and admira- 
tion which was lavished upon her. 
Suitors followed her. 

She began to participate in the 
games of the Court, and, as Tod- 
kill expresses it, "threw side 
glances at the gallants/' resum- 
ing her natural vivacity, though at 
times sad thoughts would come 
to mar her pleasure, when she 
would heave a deep sigh for him, 
whom she mourned as dead. 

In time, she was given liberty to 



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leave the fort. Todkill was often 
her companion, in her walks. 
Once, standing on the shore, where 
she and the Captain had their last 
long talk, and bade each other 
that sad farewell, and from which 
she had returned weeping, she said: 

"Annas, we remember him/' 
Yet, her spirits would revive. For 
nature had been generous to her 
with gifts of person and mind. 

Todkill thought then of "sweet 
Will Shakespeare," saying: "If 
only he could be here to see and 
know how this woman's heart 
mourns for her dead love, before 
taking on the new. Oh! What a 
play he could write. " 

At this time, Mr. Rolfe was be- 



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coming Pokahuntas' most ardent 
wooer. 

He had lost his wife and child in 
the wreck of the "Sea Venture/' 
on the shores of the Bermudas. 

His attentions to Pokahuntas 
were becoming more marked. 

A great fear came over Todkill, 
lest this Mr. Rolfe should steal the 
heart of His Lady away from his 
dear Captain. He wondered to 
himself whether he } Mr. Rolfe, had 
started the rumor of Smith 's death 
for a purpose. 

He seemed so willing to believe 
that Captain Smith was killed "off 
the Azores. " 

One day Todkill said to Rolfe: 
"You think it is a great sin to 
marry a heathen?" 



"Yes/' said Rolfe, "the Scrip- 
tures forbid men to marry strange 
women." 

Then Todkill, the Puritan, 
thought better of Mr. Rolfe for his 
conscientious qualms. 

"So, you love her," said Tod- 
kill, "but only hold back because 
of this command. ' ' 

"Yes," said Rolfe, "and a 
mighty storm has been raging in 
my heart by reason of this conflict 
between love and duty. I can 
scarce sleep for thinking of her, 
but I do not know what she thinks 
of me." 

Todkill looked at Rolfe intently, 
but said nothing, while Rolfe raved 
about the beautiful Indian girl. 

Then Todkill grew sympathetic. 



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When Rolfe asked him what he 
should do, he replied: "Why not 
marry her, and make her a Chris- 
tian?" 

Rolfe replied: " That is just what 
I wish to do. But many will laugh 
and jeer, suspecting and misun- 
derstanding my intentions, I have 
prayed, day and night, for guid- 
ance. She is, I Relieve, pure in 
soul, and in person. She is capa- 
ble of being taught the knowledge 
of God in its highest perfection. " 

Todkill was weakening under 
the earnestness of his newly made 
friend. For he was a zealot in 
making converts for his Master. 
Yet, he could not free himself from 
doubts of Rolfe' s disinterested- 
ness. 



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But, Rolfe' s words, he could not 
but admit, were worthy of a true 
man and a Christian. 

Rolfe, seeing the balance turn- 
ing in his favor, said: "But I 
cannot believe that she will look 
upon me with favor, though, verily, 
I do believe that Smith is dead. 
And I would love and cherish her. 
What would you advise me to do?" 

To which Todkill replies: "You 
will have to ask advice from some 
other than myself." 

Upon which Mr. Rolfe writes to 
Sir Thomas Dale. 

When Todkill heard of this, his 
comment was: "He had better 
wait until he learns whether the 
young lady will have him. " 



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CHAPTER SEVEN. 



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'JTime wears on. Spring grows 
into summer and "leaf -fall," 
as the Indians term the autumn 
season. 

In this while our Lady Poka- 
huntas is learning English ways ||| 
and fashions. |§| 

Her pretty ruffs and stomachers ||| 
became her pride. Her gaiety is 
more continuing, her laugh more 
careless, save when some one, by 
chance, calls the name of her dead 
lover. Then shadows steal over 
her face, bringing sadness to her 
manner, when she turns to Todkill 



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for sympathy with her sorrowful 
memories, 

Mr. Rolfe is her constant at- 
tendant. Her lisping words are 
sweetly spoken in her newly learned 
English accents. She smiles often 
upon him, for he is kind and con- 
siderate of her. 

Todkill, for a long time, could 
not, in his mind, decide whether, 
or not, his dear lady would yield 
to Mr. Rolfe 's persistent impor- 
tunities. But it was Mr. Rolfe, 
who, he thought, would prevail over 
all others. 

Very cunning looked Pokahuntas, 
her hair done up in cushions, and 
with clocked stockings and high- 
heeled slippers of red and green 
morocco. She had wonderfully 



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small feet, with a willowy form. 
Her shapely arms bare, wearing 
the coral bracelets, which Smith 
had made for her. 

Her love for Rolfe became pre- 
vailing. She would walk with him 
upon the shore as she had done 
with Captain Smith, frequenting 
the old haunts. 

This, all to Todkill, was very 
harrowing. She finally ceased to 
seek the company of Annas. 

One day, upon returning from 
one of these wanderings, Rolfe 
was earnestly pleading with her, 
when Todkill approached them. 
They ceased speaking. 

But Annas had heard her say: 
"Do you, really? 1 ' 

They passed on, but when Mr. 



Rolfe took her hand and kissed it, 
"I felt," said Todkill, "angry, and 
returned to the fort with a great 
grief throbbing at my heart, think- 
ing my little Lady has forgotten 
her love, and this is the end. " 

"Soon, " he said, "she will for- 
get poor Annas, too; but I take 
comfort in the thought that she 
was faithful until she believed the 
Captain was dead. )y 



CHAPTER EIGHT. 



Q/r Thomas Dale, who had taken 

Lord de la Ware's place, was 
a wise ruler, and had the interest 
of the people at heart. 

Yet he held Pokahuntas as a 
hostage for the good behavior of 
herpeople. 

Powhatan was firm in making 
no overtures for her redemption. 
He also held English prisoners, 
and had, in his possession, arms ||| 
belonging to the Colony. 

Thus, Pokahuntas had become 
reconciled to her habitation among 
the English. 



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Sir Thomas Dale finally con- 
cluded to send an expedition to re- 
cover these prisoners and arms, 
believing that Powhatan would be 
glad to exchange them for his 
daughter. 

Pokahuntas goes with the party; 
she is very sad, and evidently 
averse to returning to her former 
life. 

A great crowd met them as they 
landed. Powhatan demanded, 
scornfully, their business. 

Rolfe escorted Pokahuntas to 
the palace of the Chief. 

At first, Powhatan refused to 
parley with Dale, saying grimly: 
4 'All is well. What brings you 
here?" 

Dale is affronted at the surly 



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manner of the Emperor, and pro- 
ceeds to give orders to lay waste 
the settlement. 

Pokahuntas comes up to her 
father, dressed in her English 
garb, and putting her arms around 
him, said: "Does my father re- 
fuse to see his daughter? If he is 
not willing to exchange old swords 
for me, I will return to the white 
men and dwell with them always. " 

Annas Todkill smiles as Rolfe 
nods his head approvingly at her 
words, for Sir Thomas Dale had 
received Rolfe 1 s letter, and turn- 
ing to Annas, said: "We must 
stop this destruction, because these 
people are all of Mr. Rolfe f s kin- 
dred/' 



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wifWTOwlwiwi 

Whereupon, Pokahuntas comes 
forward blushingly, and embrac- 
ing her brother, Nantequas, tells 
him that she was soon to become 
the bride of Mr. Rolfe. 

Nantequas clasps her hands 
with pleasure. She said: "I 
would. Would you? ' ' 

And they laughed and cried to- 
gether. 

Sir Thomas Dale said: "Peace 
is coming to our land, for the 
English are begging to marry 
these red beauties. But what will 
King James say when he finds 
that one of his subjects, Mr. Rolfe, 
has taken to himself a wife of the 
Royal family, without his leave?" 

But, addressing himself to Mr. 




Rolfe, he said: "You shall marry 
the Princess Pokahuntas, and I 
will give you a grand wedding." 

The Indians are greatly pleased 
with the thought of the marriage, 
and loaded Dale 's vessels with sup- 
plies, while Pokahuntas invited 
them all to come to the marriage, 
and said that she wished her sis- 
ters, Cleopatra and Matachanna, 
to be her bridesmaids. "For," 
said she, "I am to be the bride, 
and the church will be decked with 
flowers. " 

Bidding them goodbye she steps 
upon the vessel and returns to the 
fort. 

Thus may be seen the hand of 
God bringing into his fold one who 
was to be potential in the conver- 



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sion ofher race. Her short career 
was a record epistle of her purity, 
as evidenced by her life, christian- 
ized by self sacrifice and submis- 
sion to her fate and fortune, which 
was singularly sad in its ending. 



CHAPTER NINE. 

Q?ir Thomas Dale takes great 

interest in the preparation for 
the momentous event. 

He spent much time in instruct- 
ing Pokahuntas, and in preparing 
her for baptism, deciding that her 
baptismal name should be"Rebek- 
kah," after her who became the 
mother of nations. 

When this sacrament was over, 
the maidens with whom Pokahun- 
tas was a great favorite, began to 
make arrangements for her mar- 
riage. The trousseau is selected 
and purchased. 

Todkill could not avoid noticing 




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the proceedings with earnest and 
jealous eye, for, down in his heart, 
there was a great and grievous 
conflict, which he could scarce 
control or conceal, as he would 
pass the window, to and fro, while 
listening to the maids, as they 
laughed, discussing whether this, 
or that ruffle would be better here, 
or there. "Jibber, jabber, click, 
clack, " went their tongues. 

This was more than Todkill 
could stand, and he would pass 
quickly by, as he did not wish to 

hear it. 

"However," says Todkill, "my 
Little Lady talked little, and did 
not seem to care much for the 
finery. I do not go near and she 
stays apart from me, often alone, 



holding her needle in her hand, 
and looking far away. " 

All are happy , save poor Tod- 
kill, who, when Rolfe smiles and 
is happy, scowls upon him. 

"One day, " says Todkill, "I be- 
thought myself to go to the retreat 
which had been a favorite tryst for 
the Captain and my little friend. 
I catch a glimpse of her. She 
looks wan and sad. The limbs 
crackled under her feet as she 
flies by." At last she stops, say- 

ing: 

"Is it you, Annas?" 

She hides her face in her hands, 
and begins to cry. 

He comforts her, for it smites 
his heart to hear her. 

But she cries out: "Oh! Let me. 



// is for him that is dead. I cannot 
forget/' 

It was hard for Annas to com- 
fort his Little Lady, and advise her 
to marry Mr. Rolfe, and at the 
same time keep faith with his Cap- 
tain. 

4 'Must I, dear Annas?" she 
said. 

"Yes," said Annas. 

She holds his hand and smiles. 
Annas kissed the little brown hand, 
and the compact was sealed, Tod- 
kill adding: "I will serve you al- 
ways. " 





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MARRIAGE OF POKAHUNTAS AND MR. ROLFE 




CHAPTER X. 

H^he wedding day dawned bright 
and fair. 

"The church, by the demoiselles 
and others, had been dressed with 
flowers, ferns, pines, clematis and 
Virginia creeper, field daisies 
shining, like stars, over the happy 
event. 

The bells ring out merrily to an- 
nounce the hour. Crowds file in- 
to the church, and fill the aisles, 
the cedar pews, and all space up 
to the walnut altar. 

Todkill describes the various 
costumes: The soldiers, with their 
buff jerkins and gold laced doub- 



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lets, rubbing against the bare 
shoulders of the dusky warriors, 
who, with their nodding plumes, 
have come, from far and near, to 
witness the imposing ceremony, 
which was to be the first marriage 
between the English and Indian 
races. The Emperor Powhatan 
could not be prevailed upon to lend 
his presence to the occasion. 

The bride enters, her old uncle, 
the conjurer, as he is regarded, 
Appachisco, being on one side, and 
her brother Nantequas on the 
other. 

Her robe is pure white. Her 
long veil trails the ground conceal- 
ing her face and shoulders. Her 
eyes are cast down, tearful and 
blushing as she passes up the aisle. 



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• Mr. Rolfe is nearby, looking 
brave and happy. "Seeming," 
says Tod kill, "to have no religious 
compunctions in marrying this 
heathen woman. " 

The Reverend Master Whitaker, 
of Rock Hall Parish, stands ready 
to perform the ceremony. 

When he said: " Who giveth this 
woman to this man?" old uncle 
Appachisco, the conjurer, shoves 
the bride so suddenly that she al- 
most falls over the chancel rail, 
and uttering such outlandish sounds 
that the congregation became con- 
vulsed with laughter. 

After the ceremony, many greet- 
ings take place. 

The bells ring out again, and 
there is a great hand shaking. 



Too much merriment to suit Tod- 
kill's regretful mind. He leaves 
and goes off by himself and final- 
ly goes fishing. When he sudden- 
ly comes around a bend in the 
river, he sees Pokahuntas, who 
has left the gay scene to seek soli- 
tude. 

She was leaning against a tree 
in deep thought. 'Twas the same 
tree that she and the Captain had 
been under so often together. Her 
face was concealed by her white 
veil. 

She was weeping, and sees not 
Todkill, who goes away softly, so 
as not to disturb his poor lady. 
Soon she. dries her eyes, for 
blessed youth is as the sap of a 
tree. 







CHAPTER XL 



JWf aster Rolfe takes his lady 
to Farmingdale, which is 
nearby to Henricus, now Henrico 
county. 

They induce Todkill to go with 
them, for Master Rolfe had prom- 
ised this to Pokahuntas before they 
were married. And she came up 
behind him putting her hands 
upon his shoulders, and reminded 
him of his promise. He could not 
refuse. 

Todkill becomes the secretary of §| 
Rolfe, and is given the charge of 
the plantation, while Mrs. Rolfe 



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sees to his personal comfort with 
the greatest pains. 

It was Todkill, who, upon this 
plantation of Farmingdale, was 
the first Englishman to success- 
fully cultivate the tobacco weed. 

This was the beginning of the 
habit which afterwards became 
one of so much solace to a great 
many of the Colonists, and through 
them to a great majority of English- 
men, who, in turn, transmitted the 
habit to other peoples of the civil- 
ized world. 

Sir Walter Raleigh, in his last 
days of agony, and just prior to 
his execution, called for his pipe 
of tobacco, having carried the 
practice from the Colonies back to 
England. 



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// soon became to be of very 
general use, being one of the lux- 
uries of the day. The most care- 
ful preparations were gone through 
with in the curing of the weed. What 
was accepted to be the proper meth- 
od was to cut the leaves upon a ma- 
ple log, and keep them in a "Lilly 
Pot," a jar made of white earth. 
The pipe had to be lighted with a 
juniper splinter, or a coal of fire 
held in a pair of silver tongs, 
which were made for the purpose. 

King James was much opposed 
to the use of tobacco, on which 
he wrote a book, called "The 
Counterblast to Tobacco, ' ' in which 
he said the habit was a "shame- 
ful imbecility." 




After awhile a baby was born 
to Pokahuntas. 

A young Master Rolfe, who be- 
gan to love Annas. 

"Is he not a beauty?" said his 
mother to Annas. 

"I should like to have him call- 
ed 'John Smith, ' " said Todkill. 

But the baby was christened 
"Thomas, " and a merry christen- 
ing it was. Todkill and Poka- 
huntas talked together a long time 
afterwards. 



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CHAPTER XII. 



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After the marriage ofPokahun- 
tas, Powhatan kept aloof from 
the whites. 

The marriage was not displeas- 
ing to him, but he had immense 
ideas of his great dignity, consid- 
ering that all concessions should 
be given him. 

He said she had chosen her 
home, and must live there, though 
he frequently sent her venison and 
game, while she would send him 
beads, stuff and other trinkets, 
which always proved a source of 
great delight to the Indians. 




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5/r Thomas Dale was a peace- 
maker, and intent upon promoting 
good will between the white and 
red men. He bethought himself 
of another alliance, and sent Mas- 
ter Harmon on a friendly mission 
to Powhatan. 

Harmon asked for a private in- 
terview, whereupon Powhatan dis- 
missed his attendants, save his 
two Queens, and his interpreter, 
who was the same Henry Spilman, 
whose life Pokahuntas had also 
saved, and who, ever afterwards, 
remained with the Indian Emperor. 

Powhatan commanded Harmon 
to make known his business. 

Mr. Harmon said: "Sir Thomas 
Dale desires to have your second 
daughter, Cleopatra. He has 



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sent beads, knives and many other 
valuables in exchange for her. He 
has learned that the charms of your 
younger daughter, Cleopatra, ex- 
ceed those of Pokahuntas, and 
asks that she may return with us. ' ' 

"Return?" said Powhatan, sud- 
denly. 

"Yes," said Master Harmon, 
"and Pokahuntas also desires it?" 

"What other end has he in 
view?" asked the Emperor. 

Harmon replied: "It is his pur- 
pose to make her his wife. " 

Powhatan can scarcely hear 
Master Harmon through, so great 
was his indignation . He rises and 
kicks the fire furiously; pulls the 
ears of one of his Queens. Then 
sits down looking very irate. 



Harmon takes no notice of these 
uncivil signs. 

The Emperor leans back on his 
seat, closing his eyes as if asleep. 

' 'His reason, ' ' said Master Har- 
mon, "for making this request, is to 
promote peace and harmony be- 
tween the white and red men. Sir 
Thomas Dale declares that it is 
his intention to remain in Virginia 
always, and he thus desires per- 
petual peace with your kingdom. " 

Powhatan rises again, and, re- 
kicking the fire, says: "My daugh- 
ter, of whom you speak, is already 
sold to a great werowance, who 
gave me two bushels of roanoke, 
and she is now three days journey 
from here. She was, in fact, 
within call and hearing. 



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Harmon, however, was not to 
be so bluffed, but continued his en- 
treaties for Sir Thomas Dale. 

He suggested to Powhatan that && 
a great monarch, like himself, ||f 
should have the power to change 
his mind and recall his decrees. 

At this the Emperor trembles 
with emotion, saying, in great ag- 
itation, having forgotten his first 
excuse: "I love my daughter as I 
love my life. I delight in none of 
my children as I do in her. I 
could not live if I could not behold 
her. If she went to live with Sir 
Thomas Dale, to be his wife, I 
could not see her when I desired. 
You have one of my daughters. 
You can have no other. Tell me 
about my daughter, Pokahuntas, 



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fife 



and my unknown son. Do they 
live and love together P" 

Master Harmon tells him how 
very happy they are: " Your 
daughter, Pokahuntas, would not 
exchange her present life for any 
other. She would not come again 
to live with you." 

Powhatan laughs heartily. Ly- 
ing down, he continues to laugh, 
softly to himself, and plays with 
his blue beads to show his indif- 
ference, though the news of his 
daughter's happiness stabs him to 
the heart. Yet, his pride makes |j| 
him appear indifferent. 

A t last he speaks: ' ' Tell Master 
Dale none of his people must 
trouble us. I, who have the power, 
have said it." 




When the foregoing interview 
was reported to Sir Thomas Dale, 
he knew that there was no appeal, 
and accepted the situation as final, 
saying: "It is for the best, for 
Lady Dale might not like it, and 
then that the white cat in England 
might scratch the Virginia kitten. " 




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CHAPTER XIII. 

It was in the year 1616, when 

Sir Thomas proposed that Lady 

Pokahuntas should take a trip to 

England, accompanied by Master 

Rolfe and his son. 

Powhatan, when told ofthiscon- 
templated trip, said that he wished 
Uttomatonikan, one of his dis- 
tinguished chiefs, might go with 
them. And that he should carry 
with him a long stick, upon which 
to cut a notch for every English- 
man he might meet after landing. 
Dale acceded to this request of 
the Indian Emperor, and Uttoma- 
tonikan was one of the party that 



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shortly sailed for England. How- 
ever, as may be easily surmised, 
he was, soon after landing, com- 
pelled to throw away his stick of 
record. 

Annas Todkill was loth to leave 
Virginia. But he could not per- 
suade himself to give up the 
guardianship of his beloved lady. 
So he, also, was one of the party. 

After their embarkation upon 
the vessel that was to take them 
back to England, they stand upon 
the deck to watch the land disap- 
pear from their view. 

Todkill says: "Many thoughts 
rush through my mind, of the old 
days and starving times, from 
which our good Lord delivered us, 
through the hands of our most 



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noble Pokahuntas." He turned 
and saw his Lady weeping, her 
frame shaking with anguish at 
the thought of leaving her cherish- 
ed home for new scenes and people. 

Favorable winds soon landed 
them at Plymouth. 

The news spread quickly and 
the deck of the vessel became 
crowded with people to witness the 
arrival of the Indian Princess. 

Lord Stucky, of the Virginia 
Company, came on board to greet 
the Princess. He bows low to 
her. 

A nobleman arrives in great 
haste from London, with mes- 
sages from King James, saying 
that he wishes to receive her in a 
manner befitting a royal Princess, 



as it was due to her birth and de- 
scent. 

The party go to London, and 
take lodgings at the Brentford 
House, nearby the palace of Kew. 



CHAPTER XIV. 



H^he King sends for Poka- 
huntas to come to the royal 
palace. 

He receives her with great pomp, 
and orders that she shall be roy- 
ally placed at all the masques. 

The Bishop of London, who was 
delighted at the conversion of the 
young Indian Princess to Christian- 
ity, gave an entertainment in her 
honor, which Purchas, the histo- 
rian, describes as full of splendor. 

Queen Anne, in greeting Poka- 
huntas, kisses her upon both 
cheeks, so pleased was she with 
her gentle and modest bearing. 



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At the first reception given her, 
when the King meets Master Rolf e , 
he accosts him abruptly, asking 
him how he dared to marry a 
Princess without his leave, when 
he is only a subject, and then turns 
his back upon him. 

Master Rolf e seems much con- 
fused, and falls back into the 
crowd, while his wife, the Prin- 
cess, receives admiration and ova- 
tions on all sides. 

My Lord de la Ware was heard 
to say to his Lady: "She carries 
herself with the air of a Queen/' 

Soon after, the Queen arranges 
to have for Pokahuntas a theatre 
party at the old Globe Theatre. 

She invites the Princess to be 
her guest in the royal box, and 



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tells her that Shakespeare was to 
put upon the boards his new play, 
the scene of which is laid in Vir- 
ginia, 

Todkill goes with her. She, in 
her persuasive way, . overcoming 
his prejudices against the wicked 
place, as he regarded a theatre. 
Then too, on account of "sweet 
Will Shakespeare/' the author, 
considering that it was his play 
and also that it was said to have 
been founded on' -Virginia. 

When Fvkahuntas entered, the 
Queen again saluted her cordially 
kissing her upon both cheeks. 

The royal 'coach had brought 
them. 

As they were sitting in the 
Queen's box, Pokahuntas smiled 





AT THE GLOBE THEATRE, LONDON 



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sadly, saying: "Annas, if I could 
but go away, and be in Virginia 
but for one hour, for, Annas, ihey 
tell me that he is not dead. 

"Who told you this?" asked 
Annas." 

"Oh! I have learned the truth, " 
she said with a convulsive sob. 
"Oh! Why am I not dead, since he 
liveth?" ' 

Annas turned his head to con- 
ceal his emotion, while both strug- 
gled for composure. 

The play was "The Tempest. " 

The scene was laid in the Ber- 
mudas, which then comprised a 
part of Virginia. 

Annas felt that he was in the 
abode of sin, but the play was 
"sweet Will Shakespeare's, " and 



that reconciled him to all, for he 
had not beheld his old friend since 
the farewell supper at "The Mer- 
maid, " the night before he and 
"his Captain" had sailed for Vir- 
ginia. 

"The Tempest" was Shakes- 
peare 's last play, and he was there 
to see it put upon the boards for 
its first appearance. 

There was a jammed house. 

The presence of Pokahuntas, 
which had been previously an- 
nounced, lent an additional attrac- 
tion. 

Conspicuous in the audience sat 
Lord Southampton, who had ever 
been the friend and patron of the 
"Bard." 

The play proceeds. 



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// is the story of the wreck of the 
good ship "Sea Venture, " off the 
Bermudas. 

The subject had been given to 
Shakespeare by Captain John 
Smith, and was woven into a thrill- 
ing drama. 

Thus Todkill soliloquized: "Oh! 
Annas Todkill! A frequenter of 
the abode of sin? But I am far 
away from home in great London, 
where my bad example will not be 
known. And when the days of 
preaching and praying cometh 
again, I will know, and truly re- 
pent. " 

The stage was full of gal/ants. 

As the youngsters passed the 
royal box they would throw kisses 
at the Indian Princess, who was 



greatly shocked, and remarked 
upon their bad manners. 

But the Queen's maids of honor 
told her that they were just mad- 
caps, and would do the same to 
any one. 

The house was bright with lights 
and flambeaux. 

The crowd below were shouting 
for"Callaban." 

Immediately, attention became 
riveted on Pokahuntas. . 

When "Ferdinand" calls "Mi- 
randa" his "little Nonpareil, " the 
Princess turns deadly pale. Her 
bosom heaves beneath her ruff. 
She catches her breath, and near- 
ly swoons away. 

" What aileth my Lady?, ' ' asked 
Todkill, in alarm. But he knew 






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that she was thinking of the one 
who had, in Virginia, called her 
his "little Nonpareil/' 

For, long ago, she had told 
Todkill, in Virginia, that she 
had dropped the name ofMatoaka 
for that of Nonpareil. 

Todkill leans over, and says to 
her: "He has been talking to 
Shakespeare/' 

My Lady grew more serious say- 
ing: "He is not dead. They told 
me a lie. There he is. Do you 
not see him? Look? He sees you?" 

There before them sat Captain 
Smith, partly concealed by the 
drapery of the box in which they 
sat. 

The same white high brow, upon 
which care and disappointment had 



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traced many lines since he had de- 
parted from his Virginia friends. 
The same frank mouth and long 
moustache. 

"Annas, " saidPokahuntas, "go 
to him. Speak to him. Tel/him. 
But, no, tell him nothing."' 

With a heartrending sob she 
leans back into the shadow. • 

Todkill crosses over. Touches 
him, saying: "Your old soldier and 
henchman." 

"Never was there one truer, " 
says Smith. 

"I see you are here with My 
Lady Rebeka," he adds coldly, a 

" Why call you her this, my Cap- 
tain? ' ' said A nnas. ' 'She is your 
blessed Pokahuntas." 

Smith groans, and replies: "It 



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is the same, but I am not to her. 
But this is no time for speech. I 
wrote the Queen of her great merit 
when you were at Brentford. 
There is a hubbub here now, and 
later we will walk home together. 
I am going away soon, but I would 
like to have one farewell look at 
her before I go:' 1 

Shakespeare, who was in the 
same box with Smith, recognized 
Todkill. 

The "Bard" was dressed in his 
usual slashed doublet andruffwith 
a pointed beard and moustache. 
He was growing old and care- 
worn. 

But, as said Todkill: "Never 
man had a more sweet and kindly 



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manner. His courtesy still the 
same." 

Shakespeare said that he had 
wished to go to Virginia, that foun- 
tain of youth. 

"So that is the Lady Pokahun- 
tas," he remarked. "Smith has 
told me about her. How she had 
saved his life, as well as the lives 
of others. And how good she 
had been, telling me that she was, 
in truth, the 'guardian angel' of 
the Colonists." 

"Miranda," he continues, is her 
prototype as she begs 'Prospero' 
to spare the life of 'Ferdinand, ' 
who is the 'King's' son. She 
represents Pokahuntas. And 
'Callaban' is the Indian, of whom 
Smith has often told me. Duke 



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'Prospero' too calls 'Miranda' his, 
'little 'Nonpareil/ which was 
Smith's pet name for Pokahun- 
tas. " 

After delivering himself of these 
explanations, Shakespeare leans 
back as if weary, though smiling. 

When one of his men came to 
consult him about stage matters 
he tells them that he has no time 
for that, as he will have to return 
to Stratford on the morrow, for 
he has there some blooded calves 
to look after. 

He cordially invites Todkill to 
go with him to "The Mermaid/' 
but Annas declined, which he, af- 
terwards, bitterly regretted, as it 
was Shakespeare's last appear- 
H ance in London. 



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The great dramatist returned 
to Stratford, and was taken ill 
with fever which proved fatal. 

Then and there England lost 
her greatest writer. His imper- 
sonations were true to life, and 
taken from all castes of humanity. 

Todkill put my Lady and Rolfe 
into the coach, and made excuses 
to walk to Brentford. 



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CHAPTER XV. 



r^aptain Smith walked with 
him. A silver moon was 
shining. 

Smith told Todkill all. How he 
had come from Virginia, loving 
Pokahuntas with every drop of 
blood in his heart; How he had H 
believed that she had loved him 
too. 

But, being desperately wounded, 
he had need of a surgeon; To 
mislead his enemies he came to 
London, intending to return to 
Virginia for Pokahuntas; How 
he had been captured off the 



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Azores, taken prisoner by the 
French, and reported dead; Of 
his escape to England; That he 
had been fearful lest Pokahuntas 
should hear of his death; And 
how anguished he was when he 
learned that she had not waited. 

"Why could she not wait?" said 
the Captain. 

"Oh! Heavens!" said Todkill, 
"she did wait and mourned for 
you long as dead. " 

"He made her think so. Did he 
not?" 

"No/' said Todkill/' all the 
Colonists thought so. She hid 
herself for a long time, when 
finally Dale captured and held her 
as a hostage to obtain supplies. 



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"Was she a willing captive?" 
anxiously asks Smith. 

"She had left Machot, the home 
of her father, to whom she had 
not become reconciled, and gone 
to visit some relatives upon the 
Po-to-mac. Captain Argall, on 
one of his roving expeditions, there 
found her, and, appreciating the 
opportunity, bribed her relatives 
with a copper kettle, to surrender 
her into his hands. She was 
brought to the Port, and when as- 
sociated with others, in time, 
listened to the pleadings of Mr. 
Rolfe. 

"Ah!" said Smith. "Is that 
true, Annas?" 

Todkill then tells him of her 
love for him, and how he found 




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her going to their retreat before 
and after her marriage. 

But this is the end of it all/' 
said Smith, sighing. Turning 
around to Annas, he added. "All 
is over now." 

The Captain declared his inten- 
tion to go to Brentford and there 
take his last long greeting and 
parting with her, saying: "I will 
then return to New England, but 
never again to Virginia. ' 

They parted, Smith remaining 
in London. 

"Oh!" said Todkill, "If I could 
only see Master Shakespeare. I 
would tell him this whole story. 
And what a great matter it would 
be? Far more than the play of 
'The Tempest/ " 



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CHAPTER XVI. 

r\ n the next day Captain Smith 
went to "Brentford, " as a vis- 
itor, only, to the great Princess 
who was married. No longer his 
love, but a Christian woman who 
had taken vows to be a faithful 
wife. After his visit to her was 
over he walked into the garden 
with Todkill. He drew a paper 
from his bosom, and said: 

"This is a sorrowful world. 
She, whom I thought to wed, my 
'little Nonpareil, ' is now a Prin- 
cess, and nothing more, to me. " 

He read to Annas his letter to 



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the Queen, in which he commended 
Pokahuntas to her, because of the 
great service she had rendered 
to the Colonists* 

Smith, after reading the letter 
to Todkill, said: "Annas, I think 
it is best that I should not see her 
again. But, you show her this 
paper/' 

"You, yourself can show it to 
her, for here she is now. " 

My Lady, having grown weary 

(*Written by Captain John Smith in 1616.) 




To the Most High and Virtuous Princess, Queene Anne, 

of Great Brittanie: 
Most Admired Queen, 

The loue I beare my God, my King and Countrie, hath so 
oft emboldened mee in the worst of extreme dangers, that 
now honestie doth constraine mee [to] presume thus farre 
beyond my selfe, to present your Majestie this short discourse: 
if ingratitude be a deadly poyson to all honest vertues, I 
must bee guiltie of that crime if I should omit any meanes to 
bee thankfull. 
So it is, 

That some ten yeeres agoe (i. e., Jan. 1608.] being in Vir- 






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of the Court, had wandered into 
the garden. Smith, seeing her, 
rises, in great agitation, to meet 
her. She covers her face with 
her hands, but tears force them- 
selves through her fingers. 

The Captain bows low, and calls 
her: "My Lady Rebeka I ' ' 

"No, no, no. Call me not that, ' 
she said, "but what thou didst call 
me in Virginia. " 

Smith grows pale and trembles, 



ginia, and taken prisoner by the power of Powhatan their 
chiefe King, I receiued from this great Saluage exceeding 
great courtesie, especially from his sonne Nantaquaus, the 
most manliest, comeliest, boldest spirit, I euer saw in a Saluage, 
and his sister Pocahontas, the Kings most deare and wel-be- 
loued daughter, being the childe of twelve or thirteene yeeres 
of age [therefore Smith, in June 1616, estimated Pocahontas 
to have been born in 1595, or 1596; and consequently, in 1616, 
to be 21 or 20 years old: but in June 1608, he looked upon her 
as a child of 10 years of age, or born in 1598; which would 
make her only 18 in 1616. But that she was the older of 
these two estimates, is evident from the inscription on her 
picture;] whose compassionate pitiful heart, of my desperate 
estate, gaue me much cause to respect her: I being the first 






^5 /?e stf/tf: "I owe my Lady too 
much respect to make so familiar 
with her. I must treat her as a 
Princess. I must forget the old 
time, and Hue contentedly in the 
new. The King forbids you to be 
treated other than as a Princess. '' 
She wrings her hands in agony, 
and cries piteou sly: " No, no, no. 
Thou didst call me 'child' once. 
Call me that again. For you did 
promise Powhatan that what was 

Christian this proud King and his grim attendants euer saw: 
and thus enthralled in their barbarous power, I cannot say I 
felt the least occasion of want that was in the power of those 
my mortall foes to preuent, notwithstanding al their threats. 
After some six weeks [or rather about three weeks, Smith 
was, altogether, away from James town, from 10th. Dec, 
1607, to 8th. Jan., 1608, i. e., four complete weeks and por- 
tions of two others,] fatting amongst those Saluage Courtiers, 
at the minute of my execution, she hazarded the beating out 
of her owne braines to saue mine; and not onely that, but so 
preuailed with her father, that I was safely conducted to 
lames towne: where I found about eight and thirtie miserable 
poore sicke creatures, to keepe possession of all those large 
territories of Virginia; such was the weaknesse of this poore 



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yours, was his. You called him 
'Father/' Then, with a great 
blush, she added: " Were I mar- 
ried to him, my father would be 
his, and my father's child would 
be his wife/' 

Smith draws a long breath and 
says: "But the child forgot the 
one who loved her/' 

Pokahuntas, with a low wailing 
sob, replied: "But, they told me 
you were dead, and I knew nothing 



Commonwealth, and had the Saluages not fed vs, we directly- 
had starued. And this reliefe, most gracious Queene, was 
commonly brought vs by this Lady Pocahontas. 

Notwithstanding all these passages, when inconstant 
Fortune turned our peace to warre, this tender Virgin would 
still not spare to dare to visit vs, and by her our iarres haue 
beene oft appeased, and our wants still supplyed; were it the 
policie of her father thus to employ her, or the ordinance of 
God thus to make her his instrument, or her extraordinarie 
affection to our Nation, I know not; but of this I am sure; 
when her father with the vtmost of his policie and power, 
sought to surprize mee [at Werowocomoco, about 15th Jan. 
1609], hauing but eighteene with mee, the darke night could 
not affright her from coming through the irksome woods, 



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else till we landed at Plymouth, " 
and her great earnest brown eyes 
filled with tears. 

Suddenly Annas disappeared, 
and Smith and Pokahuntas were 
left alone. They walked away 
together. 

What they said to one another 
no one knows. The words and 
explanations were sacred to them- 
selves. 

Annas sees them returning an 

and with watered eies gaue me intelligence, with her best 
aduice to escape his furie; which had hee knowne, hee had 
surely slaine her. 

lames towne with her wild traine she as freely frequent- 
ed, as her fathers habitation; and during the time of two or 
three yeeres [1608-9], she next vnder God, was still the instru- 
ment to preserue this Colonie from death, famine and vtter 
confusion; which if in those times, [it]had once been dissolued, 
Virginia might haue line [lain] as it was at our first arriuall to 
this day. 

Since then, this businesse hauing beene turned and varied 
by many accidents from that I left it at [on 4th Oct., 1609.] 
it is most certaine, after a long and troublesome warre after 
my departute, betwixt her father and our Colonie; all which 
time shee was not heard of. 



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hour later, and saw that My 
Lady's eyes were red with weep- 
ing. 

The Captain looked sorely 
troubled. The Princess goes to 
her apartment and is seen no more 
that day or night, while Mr. Rolfe 
played "chuck farthing" with a 
friend. 

Annas goes and looks up to the 
Princess' window and prays that 
"sweet Will Shakespeare" will 



About two yeeres after [April, 1613] shee her selfe was 
taken prisoner, being so deteined neere two yeeres longer, the 
Colonie by that meanes was relieued, peace concluded; and at 
last reiecting her barbarous condition, was married to an 
English Gentleman, with whom at this present she is in Eng- 
land; the first Christian euer of that Nation, the first Virgin- 
ian euer spake English, or had a childe in marriage by an Eng- 
lishman: a matter surely, if my meaning bee truly considered 
and well vnderstood, worthy a Princes vnderstanding. 

Thus, most gracious Lady, I haue related to your Majes- 
tie, what at your best leasure our approued Histories will ac- 
count you at large, and done in the time of your Majestie's 
life; and howeuer this might bee presented you from a more 
worthy pen, it cannot from a more honest heart as yet I neuer 



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write out this great drama from 
real life. 

After this there is little to re- 
late. 

Pokahuntas pined, and grew 
paler each day. Her thoughts 
were turned to another world, and 
upon the comfort of her new found 
religion. 

She prayed for the conversion 
of her people, to whom she longed 
to return. 



begged anything of the state, or any; and it is my want of 
abilitie and her exceeding desert; your birth, means and au- 
thoritie; her birth, vertue, want and simplicitie, doth make 
me thus bold, humbly to beseech your Majestie to take this 
knowledge of her, though it be from one so vnworthy to be 
the reporter, as my selfe, her husband's estate not being able 
to make her fit to attend your Majestie. The most and least 
I can doe, is to tell you this, because none so oft hath tried it 
as my selfe, and the rather being of so great a spirit, how- 
euer her stature, if she should not be well receiued seeing this 
Kingdome may rightly have a Kingdome by her meanes; her 
present loue to vs and Christianitie might turne to such 
scorne and furie, as to diuert all this good to the worst of 
euill: where [as] finding so great a Queene should doe her 




Her true faith prevented her 
despair But she could not but 
feel sorry, and regret what was 
not her fault, and what might have 
been. 

She at once announced her de- 
sire and intention to return to Vir- 
ginia. 

It was arranged for her to go, 
and her little son was to accom- 
pany her. 

She was soon to embark, bear- 



some honour more than she can imagine, for being so kinde 
to your seruants an subjects, would so rauish her with con- 
tent, as endeare her dearest bloud to effect that, your Majes- 
tie and all the Kings honest subjects most earnestly desire. 
And so I humbly kisse your gracious hands. 

John Smith. 



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ing with her the blessing of the 
Bishop of London, and his prayers 
for the conversion of her people. 

It was in April she was to have 
sailed, when she fell sick with 
fever. 

The fair land of her birth, that 
she loved so well, was never again 
to behold her. 

She sank rapidly. Before the 
end, she motioned all to leave the 
room, save her faithful friend, 
A nnas, to whom she said: ' 'A nnas, 
you will love my boy. Will you 
say to some one, whom thou know- 
est, that he must love and cherish 
him, for his poor mother's sake? 1 ' 

Then, joining her hands to- 
gether, her prayer was: "Blessed 
Jesus, wilt thou have me. " 



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And with this, her gentle spirit 
took its flight. 

All was over. And thus a life 
was ended, of one whose few years 
accomplished great good for her 
race. 

Her name is cherished, honored 
and remembered by all who have 
come after her, many of whom are 
her most honored and worthy de- 
scendants. 

She was buried at "Grave- 
send," England. 



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